Chapter 52): The Door Has Been Weld Shut, Nobody Can Escape!

Chapter 52): The Door Has Been Weld Shut, Nobody Can Escape!

After learning that the school in front of them might be where urban legends roam free, Lu Yibei openly replied, Trust me, I dont know why she decided to come here either.

Well, I believe you, so get out of my car! Im going home.

As soon as his words fell, Yibei felt his hunger slightly sated.

What about the fare?

I dont want it! Get out!

Okay, okay! Yibei helplessly replied as she opened the car door. Before she left, she secretly stuffed a fifty-yuan bill into the seat.

By the way, Yibei glanced at the driver through the rearview mirror. Could I get your contact information? If I need a ride in the future, I can call you!

Yibei didnt know if he was going to accept his offer, but she was confident he would. This is free material for his midnight talk show, and Yibei had no intention of hurting him anyway.

The driver was silent, and Yibei leaned forward and spotted his business card inside a small box.

Zhang Shan! Yibei nodded. Thank you; Ill call you in the future!

The corner of the drivers mouth twitched uncontrollably, cursing himself for not swatting the box away.

A girl who seems to be a witch wants to be your long-term business partner

Before he could pitch in his opinion, Yibei had long disappeared down the winding road around the mountain.

That night, an urban legend about a white-haired girl who always appears late at night was formed; she takes pleasure in scaring taxi drivers and never ever pays the fare

Lu Yibei walked on the mountain road leading to Shihekou High School; decaying leaves were scattered on the path, and she could see traces of car tyres on the ground.

The waist-high weeds fluttered in the evening wind, making a soft rustling sound as if there were whispers

Wait! There was indeed something whispering between the weeds!

The moment Yibei turned around, those things ran away at an astonishing speed.

Since her hunger was slightly sated, she decided not to chase after whatever had just run away.

The winding roads were treacherous and tiring.

Through the gaps of the withered branches, the sky was darkening. After walking a certain distance, the buildings halfway up the mountain gradually appeared in her field of vision.

It was autumn, and the branches and leaves of the forests in the mountains were withered and yellow. Through the leaves, the grey, European-style domes of buildings could vaguely be seen.

Is that the high school? Yibei narrowed her eyes slightly.

What is she here for? Is she here to hunt?

Yibei continued walking along the mountain path. After a while, she saw several signs that had been knocked down, as well as a wooden fence.

There were Roman columns that stood proudly at the main entrance of the teaching building. Despite its age, it seemed to withstand the test of time and gleamed under the pale moonlight. The teaching building itself had four floors, and there were four classrooms on each floor.

A sign could be seen in each classroom.

Class One, First Grade Class Two

All the way through the corridor, Yibei found that the first floor was the first-grade classrooms, and he deduced that the other floors held other grades.

What is the fourth floor, then? The faculty office?

Or perhaps something else?

She walked up the stairs to investigate. For some reason, the handrails of the stairs were excessively corroded, twisted, and deformed. Some of the handrails even fell off and collapsed.

Going up to the second floor and walking through the corridor, peering through the dirty windows of the classrooms, she could see something written on the blackboard, but it was too dark to make anything out.

Rows of desks and chairs stared ominously at her.

Yibei investigated the entire second floor and found nothing.

Walking near the staircase leading to the third floor, Yibei felt her eyes burn slightly.

Is there something upstairs?

As soon as she reached the third floor, she could hear whispers at the other end of the corridor.

Lu Yibei felt her heart drop, and her body temperature rose slightly. She clenched her hands tightly and tiptoed towards the source of the whispers.

Standing in the corridor and sticking to the wall, she peered into the window once again. In the classroom, there were tables and chairs that formed a circle, and four people with obscured faces surrounded the circle. The young people squatted in the open space of the classroom, and each of them stretched out a hand and pressed it on a white porcelain plate, whispering something.

O Plate Deity, please reveal yourself, O Plate Deity

(plate deity, or Die Xian, is like the Chinese equivalent to an Ouija Board)

As they muttered their strange incantations, Yibei felt something approaching.

It was a mysterious feeling that crept up her spine. She didnt hear any footsteps or anything, but it was a strange premonition.

It came from downstairs at a relaxed pace, like a big, lifeless shadow.

The darkness in the corridor seemed to get even darker, and a gloomy wind raced down the corridor.

Yibei felt as if she couldnt breathe. She hugged the statue of Acala, the Immovable, closely and crept towards the stairs, lying in wait for an ambush.

When she felt that the figure was about to appear around the corner, it seemed to stop before turning away quickly, and a scarlet shadow flashed past the corner of the stairs.

Damn it! Yibei grunted. When she came to her senses and wanted to chase after the figure, she couldnt feel its existence anymore.

What was that?